The unhappy are prisoners of a single round of thought.
A fastidious taste is best indoors, away from nature and the city.
Money gives me more energy than all the Granola bars in the world.
I am forbidden sugar, fat, and alcohol. So hooray, I guess, for oatmeal, lemon juice, and chicken soup.
The philosophy of hedonism means little to lovers of pleasure. They have no inclination to read philosophy, or to write it.
As I review my life, I feel I must have missed the point, either then or now.